My granddad from fathers side was very ill and died shortly after the war, my grandad mothers side was at sea fishing when the war started, he saw me the day I was born (29 april) just hours before he left harbour, and came back 5 years later.
He was ordered to England and volunteer the navy.
During the war he was skipper on a minesweeper a dangerous job with lots of loses.
He manage to survive and was on the river Schelde while the germans are on one side, the Canadians on the other side shooting with all they have.
The river was crucial for the allies to supply Antwerpen with all stuf a army needs.
Till then all supply came via France.
He got the highest military decoration, the Military Willems Order.
I never forget when I was in the army (Dutch commandos) my granddad told me he had seen a lot of greenbarets dead, floting in the river, those days. There was a commando raid on the Island of Walcheren.
He was a very amabile man and a great granddad.
